The calendar of man—-has rolled over again
Drunk hands clapping—-charred wings flapping
For the wars of Hell heed naught—-the year it be
What fleshly hearts—-by wrenching can be fallen?
Upon torched faces—-down, and down to the depths
What soldiers be left?—-what warrior-men be among them still?
For the gates of torment—-swing open freely now
Mocking the cross—-jeering the church to scorn
Be there any among thee—-to take up thy sword?
Rampage loosed upon the blinded eyes of souls
Feasting gluttonous fools of voracious consumption
Greedily stealing away—-till empty be this place
Desolate of love—-deprived of hope—-infertile
Scorched earth—-raped of life—-but I say NO!
I say FIGHT! I SAY STAND WITH ME!
TAKE UP THY SWORD AND SURRENDER NOT!
BATTLE TILL HELL CONSUME US ALTOGETHER! BUT BATTLE WE MUST!!!
Another 2009 Self Portrait—-you want intense?—-here it is—-this is many layers of my own photos—and tons of hand drawn art in Painter X